Black Wolf

lonely in the snow the cold world does not welcome survives as he must


I love this painting.


gathered together to celebrate love's chasm in spring's finest shades


orange glowing dusk floods over lost consciousness and flickering hope

a little awestruck

a great blue over a pure gold flecked with red the fall, like water, flowing through the traveler, returning gladness a welcoming place, wreathed in autumn's calm glow, where the walker stops hearing finally the voice that reminds him that good is by a pond, trees like new angels spreading wings, scattered leaves on the … Continue reading "a little awestruck"


days singing brightly or nights spent in wistfulness, hiding in plain sight

face the sun

face the sun, and feel the energy in breathing your own life back in